The press conference was broadcast live, playing on screens both indoors and outdoors.
It was on the forum, too.
After all, the Artisan Department couldn't hold every soldier in the base. The top-ranked combat teams had earned their records by risking their lives, so it was only right that they could attend in person.
Finally, H City's New Leader took the stage. Headquarters' promise never to abandon a single human being wasn't just empty talk. Everyone was striving to uphold that principle.
But so much time had passed since the Apocalyptic Era began, and as long as people went on missions, there was no way to guarantee zero casualties every time. Someone always gave their life for everyone else.
And it wasn't just the soldiers on the front lines.
Take the Artisan Department alone. How many people had collapsed from exhaustion while developing new weapons and tools?
Quite a few had died suddenly, too.
Others had suffered fatal accidents while testing machinery, still worrying before they died about the work they had left unfinished.
Then there were the base's hospitals, where medical staff worked through the night. Even those who were ordinary people had to stay up working overtime. How long had it been since they'd had a full night's sleep?
The Special Hospital Treatment Department faced great danger as well. They dealt with patients infected with all kinds of mutated viruses, and one careless moment could result in ①occupational exposure.
Note: Occupational exposure refers to being exposed to hazardous factors through one's work, potentially damaging one's health or endangering one's life.
The mutated people were also doing their part, working diligently for the base.
Even ordinary people contributed in factories or other jobs.
Yet they were the ones who rarely received any attention.
The leaders of H City Base